The following text is true and accurate. The names have been changed for obvious reason. Likewise a few or the details have been embellished as enhancement to the story. Otherwise, it is factual.

Background
I am a media photographer by trade, but my degree is in child psychology and that is what has led me to this story. Often I was asked by the court to counsel with children of abuse, or trauma which they may have been subject to.

Case
I was assigned to a very attractive young lady, age 12, whose mother had tragically died of a drug overdose. It was blatantly obvious. She was dealing with PTSD. Gina was living with her aunt Jean. Her father was very much in her life, but because of his questionable lifestyle, it was deemed that her aunt’s place was a better environment. Aun

Charlie ‘s phone rings he’s hesitant to answer it but decides to he picks it up on speakerphone. Hello?

Hey, what are you up to? The familiar voice asks

I’m driving up to Boise to do a show but I’m not alone. The owner‘s daughter is with me so behave

Like I never behaved Tiffany jokes

What are you up to? Charlie asks

Just thinking about how big your dick is. Has he told you how big it is ? tiff jokes

I told you to behave Charles blurt

she’s gonna find out eventually isn’t she ? Tiffany asks

No like I said it’s my bosses daughter. This is why I didn’t want to answer your call Charlie sternly replies

OK, OK I’ll behave Tiffany response.

How far are you guys Tiffany asks

We’re still about 20 minutes just to the border still got over an hour to go Charlie answ

As Buffy walked into the library, wearing only a coat, Xander's eyes widened in surprise. But instead of pushing her away or trying to figure out what was wrong, he let his desire get the better of him. He had always had a crush on Buffy, and now she was throwing herself at him.

"Buffy, what's going on?" Xander asked, trying to sound casual despite the excitement in his voice.

But Buffy just smiled and walked closer to him, her eyes locked on his. "I don't know, Xander," she said, her voice husky. "I just feel like I need to be with you right now."

Xander's resolve crumbled, and he reached out to pull Buffy into his arms. They kissed, passionately, as the library around them faded into the background.

As they broke apart for air, Xander looked into Buffy's eyes, searching for

Prologue:
Julian stood in his bedroom, surrounded by opulent decorations and cutting-edge technology that reflected his wealth and power. The silence was palpable, vibrating with anticipation. He had spent years building his empire, accumulating wealth and influence with a singular focus. And now, he was on the cusp of realizing his ultimate goal: a collection of women who would cater to his every desire.
The facility, hidden deep beneath the earth, was a marvel of modern engineering. Julian had designed it himself, sparing no expense in its construction. The walls were reinforced with steel, the doors sealed with advanced biometric locks, and the air recycled through a sophisticated filtration system. It was a self-sustaining ecosystem, capable of supporting life for decades.
But Juli

Charlie and Sierra went to the casino. They sat and drank for hours until both were highly intoxicated. While sitting at the bar the were engaged in a conversation with a gentleman that was from out of town. He was very much a talker. He mentioned he had never seen a room at this particular casino, and Sierra mentioned they had a room. She quickly offered for him to come see the room. The gentleman agreed immediately. Sierra said to Charlie to come with.

All 3 of them were highly intoxicated. The stumbled up the elevator to the 10th floor, and barely made their way to the room. Sierra stumbled to find her key, then finally let everyone in.

Charlie grabbed a bottle of whiskey and began pouring large shots for everyone. They all slammed the first round and second that followed. Now